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THE TREES HAVE EARS
The trees have ears. They hear it all.
The walls of this world beginning to fall.
They can't hide their fears. They can't hide their tears.
They can't hide their pain. There's little rain.
The ground has a heart. You can hear it beat.
An attack, it hopes it can defend and defeat until
the end.
The skies have eyes. They see far and wide.
Nurturing, they provide.
The torturing, they can't hide.
The seas do touch.
This place, this space, they love and care for so much.
They all see the world.
The stories told, they all know.
They all wonder where this world is going to grow.
They all hope this world is not going to go.
They all hold on by a rope.
They hope people don't ignore.
Solutions they explore.
this is an exceptional piece and I especially like your last line because its evocative as well as profound..